Date: Thu, 19 Sep 2002 05:04:29 EDT
From: IronFreeze@aol.com
Subject: Just Like a Fantasy Part 2
Disclaimers: This story is a work of fiction. Any relevance to persons
alive or deceased is purely coincidental. It contains love and sex between
two teenage boys, if this sort of material offends you, or is not legal where
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Just like a Fantasy
Chapter 2: The First Night
Me and Keith walked out from the school and hopped into his car. I was so
excited! Hot guys like this never talk to me normally, let alone invite me to
spend the night. On the way to his house, we of course lit up a few more
cigarettes and just talked about stuff. I told him I just moved here, that I
missed my friends, and that my parents forced me to be in band, and random
other things, what I liked what I didn't like, the usual. He just sat there
asking questions and absorbing all my answers. Oddly, he didn't say much
about himself. I've got to ask him more stuff, I want to know everything
about this guy, especially one little detail.
We arrived at his house a bit later, he lived somewhat far away actually.
His house looked really nice from the outside, it wasn't huge or anything,
but just nice. He parked out front, and we went up to the front door. Once he
finally unlocked the door, and we stepped inside, I think my jaw just
dropped. It was like walking into a show house or something. Paintings on the
walls, oriental rug in the entry hall, ornate furniture, and everything was
spotless. He kinda looked at me sideways.
"Yeah, its ok, I like my room more, all this pretty stuff annoys me."
"But its so beautiful." Another sideways look, perhaps that was the wrong
thing to say.
He opened a door that had a staircase leading to the basement. I followed
him down the stairs, and towards the backside of his basement. He opened the
door to a back room, and he was right, his room was better. He had an
entertainment system, I think I saw every gaming system possible on it. There
was a ominous looking computer in the corner, and a large bed, with just a
simple blue cover on it. There were 2 big bean bags in the middle of the
room. His room was actually not anything like any other teenagers room I had
ever seen, instead of posters all over the walls, there were various modern
art pieces. Everything in his room had a vogue-retro look to it. There was a
DVD case sitting in front of the entertainment system, he kinda jogged up and
kicked it under the system, out of view. I would definitely have to figure
out what the DVD was.
"Wow, your room is awesome, I like all the paintings, but, why aren't there
any posters and stuff?" I was honestly curious.
"I dunno, I just like looking at things that make me think." Interesting, a
thinker.
"So, are your parents going to cook us dinner, or order pizza or something?"
My stomach was asking that question.
"My parents aren't here, there on a vacation or something, I really don't
care. I figured we'd order chinese, but pizza's cool too if you want." No
parents, this was better than I could have imagined... wait a minute, he
didn't care?... again, interesting.
"Well, whatever you want is good with me."
"Chinese it is then, what do you like?"
"Uh, Its been awhile since I've had chinese food, but the chicken that comes
with that yummy sauce, that's good." Well, that was lame, but I don't really
get to eat stuff like chinese very often.
"Sweet and sour chicken, that's my fav too!"
Keith picked up the phone and dialed some number, and started ordering
food. He must do this a lot, if he's memorized the number. I like pizza, but
I still have to look it up in the phone book. He hung up the phone.
"Food will be here in like 30 minutes or something."
"Thanks man, sorry I don't have any money to chip in."
"That's ok man, my parents always leave me plenty of money, besides you're a
cool guy, your worth it." Was that a compliment, maybe a pass? Calm down
Travis, don't jump to conclusions just yet.
"So what do you want to do while the food gets here?" He continued.
"Ummmm, whatever I guess. Do you have any fighting games?" Again with my
loser comments.
"You ever played DOA3?"
"You mean dead on arrival? I don't think I've heard of it." He laughed
slightly at my comment.
"No, its Dead or Alive, its really cool. I'll pop it in and teach ya how to
play." Phew, he wasn't laughing at me, at least I don't think.
He got up and grabbed a disc and popped it into his X-Box, flipped a few
buttons on his entertainment system, grabbed a controller and tossed me one.
A little intro showed up on the TV showing people kicking the crap out of
each other. We started playing, he kicked my ass liberally several times as
he showed me the finer points of the game. Every here and then, I'd win a
match, I think he was letting me win though. A little while later we heard
the doorbell ring. He hopped up and turned off the X-Box.
"I'm gonna go grab the food, can ya pick a movie you want to watch while we
eat? There on the shelf over there." He pointed at a horde of DVD's.
"Sure." Now was my chance to see what he kicked under the entertainment
system earlier.
He took off out of the room and I heard him head upstairs. I quickly shot
my hand under the entertainment system searching for whatever it was he
didn't want me to see. I figured if it was something like straight porn or
something, I'd toss it back under, if it was something interesting, maybe I'd
ask him to watch that. My hand quickly found its goal, and I pulled it out to
look at it. The cover looked very promising, it said "Trick" and the
lettering was rainbow colored, and it had these two really cute guys on the
cover. I quickly scanned the back to see what it was about. I had to keep
myself from jumping up and down and screaming out loud, it was a movie about
gay guys, some romantic comedy or something. Keith came back into the room,
and saw me looking at the DVD. He just froze with this horrified look on his
face. I had to think quickly.
"Uh, can we watch this one?" Oh great, real good line Rico Suave!
"... um... sure, if you want to." He said that very quietly. I hope I didn't
move into an area I really shouldn't have. I needed to say something to let
him know I was cool with the movie.
"I read the back, it sounds like a really good movie." I hoped that worked,
sometimes the truth is the best, or at least part of the truth.
"Uh, ok." Shit, shit, double shit. I hope I didn't mess everything up
already.
He walked over to me and I carefully handed him the DVD. I felt like I
was treading on really thin ice right now. He opened his player, put the disc
in, and again flipped a few buttons on his entertainment system. Pretty soon
the movie started, he sat down to watch. He quickly got up again though,
maybe I did do something wrong.
"Oh yeah, here's the food" Phew, just the food, not a problem.
He opened the bag he had brought down with him, and handed me a little
chinese take-out box and a fork, and grabbed another one out for himself.. We
ate quietly as we watched the movie. I glanced at him briefly to see how he
was reacting, and as I looked, I met his eyes, he was looking at me too! I
quickly looked back to the movie. Maybe he was trying to see how I was
reacting too.
As the movie progressed, we had finished our food, and the empty boxes
lie beside us. A scene came up where one of the two main actors (who were
really cute too) were getting ready to "get it on". I looked over at him
again, and once more, I met his eyes. This time, I kept looking at him, and
gave a little smile. He smiled back at me! I turned my head back to the TV. I
wanted to ask him if he was gay, or ask him out, or something! I needed to
think, and work up my courage to talk to him.
"Do you like the movie?" He asked me quietly.
"Yeah, its really good so far." Phew, ice broken, but I still needed to build
up more courage.
"I guess you've figured out that I'm gay now, right?" Wow, he had way more
courage than I did.
"I didn't know for sure, I do know though. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone
or anything." He seemed kind of afraid, I hoped that was what he was afraid
of.
"Thanks man. If you want, we can change it to something else now, since you
know." He sounded almost hurt when he said that.
"No no, I really like the movie." Ok Travis, you can do this, muster the
courage! Go for it. "I'm gay too." His whole body seemed to relax when I said
that.
We sat quietly and finished watching the movie. It was actually really
good. The whole time, I kept glancing over at him, every now and then, our
eyes would meet, and we'd smile at each other. He had these amazing green
eyes, and his smile was making me melt every time I saw it. When the movie
ended, we sat there quietly for a minute watching the credits.
"I'm glad you weren't just trying to figure out if I was gay or not." He
broke the ice once more.
"I was actually hoping you were, I didn't mean to be nosy or anything. Your
just really hot and..." I had to stop there, what if he didn't like me like
that?
"No I'm not." He dropped his head rather bashfully when he said that. "Your a
lot cuter than me." A compliment! Oh, my cheeks were burning now.
"Thanks, no ones ever told me that before." It was partially true, only my
mom had told me that, and she doesn't count.
"They're probably just afraid to tell you, cause your so cute." I think my
cheeks had turned totally red.
"Thanks, and you really are hot." Really really hot!
"I guess. I need a cigarette."
He jumped up, went and snagged an ashtray from somewhere, sat back down
and lit a cigarette.
"You can smoke in here?" My parents would kill me if they knew I smoked, let
alone in the house.
"They don't seem to notice, or they don't care, either way, its not a
problem." I started giving him the best puppy dog eyes I could, I wanted a
cigarette too.
"Can I have a cigarette? Please?"
"You don't have to give me that kinda look for a cigarette, save that for
more interesting things." Well, that was an interesting comment, I'm sure how
to interpret that. He did toss me a cigarette though.
"So, you really think I'm cute? I thought I was just average." I broke the
ice this time.
"Yeah, you really are. Are you really gay too?"
"Yeah I am. I'm still in shock that your still talking to me. Hot guys never
talk to me, I think I'm like too lame or something."
"Then they must have bad taste." He smiled at me when he said that. "Do you
know how to dance?"
"My mom taught me the foxtrot, I don't really remember it." He laughed when I
said that.
"That's not dancing, hold on a sec."
With that, he jumped up, and started hitting some buttons on his
entertainment system again, and some pop-techno started coming out of the
speakers. Then he quickly ran to the wall and started fiddling with light
switches. The whole room became dark, then it filled with light from black
lights, and a ball with colored lights turned on and started spinning. It was
like being in a little club or something. I was still sitting on the floor
and he came over and offered his hand to me. I wasn't quite sure what to make
of all this, but I went with it, and grabbed his hand. He pulled me to my
feet, then let go of my hand and started dancing kinda like the Backstreet
Boys. I watched him for a bit.
"Come on, start dancing. I won't laugh, I promise, just have fun." He had to
almost yell at me cause the music was so loud.
I started moving my arms and body around, in a very sad attempt at
dancing. He just smiled at me and kept dancing. I still felt kinda lame, but
I figured that we had gotten this far, and he hadn't told me to leave yet, so
I might as well just go with it. I went all out just having fun dancing.
The song ended, and we stopped dancing. We were both just smiling like
idiots. The next song started up, it was one I recognized, "As long as you
love me" by the Backstreet Boys. He started getting closer to me, and very
tentatively put his hands on my hips, it was like this "happy" electricity
started flowing through my body. At this point, I'd stopped caring, and put
my arms around him. We just danced together to the song.
This was so incredible, I could not believe this was happening. Here I
am, in the arms of this totally hot guy, and we're dancing to this really
romantic song! I would definitely have to thank my parents for making me go
to band, although I couldn't tell them why I was happy, but who the hell
cares?!? This was, well, it was everything I could have ever wanted.
As the song started coming to an end, he looked at me, his eyes looked
like they were smiling at me. We started moving our heads towards each other,
until our lips met each other in the middle. WOW! My very first kiss! WE just
held our lips together as the song ended. The next song started up, I wasn't
even paying attention to what it was. We just held each other as we kissed,
it was like some magical happening, everything else just stopped being
important. We finally broke our kiss, I think it was like 15 minutes later or
something, I couldn't really tell though.
"I think we need better music." He said to me, his face was still very close
to mine, so he didn't need to yell this time.
We broke our embrace, I didn't want to let him go for some reason, but
that's ok, I had a feeling he wouldn't stay away for long. He flipped yet a
few more buttons on his entertainment system, and some soft romantic music
started flowing out. He walked back over to me, and gently grabbed my hand,
and kissed it. This was so romantic, at least I think, I've never really been
in a situation like this before. He led me over to his bed, we sat down on
the edge. He brought his hand up and started rubbing it along my cheek, I
closed my eyes and rubbed my face into his hand. His hand slowly moved to the
back of my neck, and I felt his wonderful lips meet mine again. I felt his
tongue peak out of his mouth and touch my lips ever so gently. So I just
opened my mouth and let our tongues mingle. My very first french kiss too!
His arms made it all the way around me, and started holding me close. He
broke the kiss, and looked right into my now open eyes. He kinda laughed a
bit.
"Would you like to go out with me?" Oh! Now I get why he was laughing.
"I think I can do that." I laughed too.
We both laughed a bit more, and I gave him a quick peck. He quickly
returned one to me. Once more we moved in and started kissing. So, this is
making out? Now I know why everyone always talks about it so much. I started
rubbing my hand around his chest. I slowly moved my hand farther and farther
down his chest, then moved over the front if his jeans. He stopped kissing me
immediately and jumped up from the bed. What did I do?
End Chapter 2
That's it for chapter 2, more coming soon, I promise!
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